In the darkness
A rosette
Neither portal
Nor beacon
A reminisce
A reminder
Of the light
Beyond darkness
Author: Patrick Jennings
I travel, when I can. Write, when inspired. Photograph, where there's beauty. Make films, for a living.
Oh, and I play a decent didjiridu.
Centre ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #247
I seek my centre
The source of light and being
Where darkness is not feared
But embraced with love and gratitude
For the insights it reveals
When accepted as a gift
Thorns ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #246
I traverse the wild fields
Amid array of thorn and barb
Simple beauties shall reveal
Pick off the burrs
Let the scratches heal
Amid array of thorn and barb
Simple beauties shall reveal
Pick off the burrs
Let the scratches heal
Symmetry ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #245
I revel
In asymmetrical symmetry
Seek the imperfectly perfect
For there is no beauty
No moment
No experience worth a memory
Confined to the bounds
Of the expected
Or the predictable
In asymmetrical symmetry
Seek the imperfectly perfect
For there is no beauty
No moment
No experience worth a memory
Confined to the bounds
Of the expected
Or the predictable
A perfect world
Constructed with ruthless precision
Would be far too mundane
To provide the challenge
Which offers existence
Meaning
Nature & Time and Time & Nature
Nature and time
Eat away
At rings
Of hidden time
The history
Kept by nature
Radiance ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #244
In the ebbing radiance
Of a world slipping into darkness
The light is most vivid
Capable of magiks
Unknown to daylight
Of a world slipping into darkness
The light is most vivid
Capable of magiks
Unknown to daylight
On the Supple Application of Power
Stone
Majestic
Formidable
Hard
weak
water
soft
supple
tenacious
Power
Portal ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #243
A bridge and long shadows
Span the gorge and river roaring
There a portal offers
Welcome unknowns
In a forest of possibility
Span the gorge and river roaring
There a portal offers
Welcome unknowns
In a forest of possibility
Alabaster Fields
Ascend to alabaster fields
Where breezes rustle petal clouds
With their hoards of golden nectar
There to rob the gold
And leave the flowers fallow
Where breezes rustle petal clouds
With their hoards of golden nectar
There to rob the gold
And leave the flowers fallow
Come Hither Petals
Come hither, sighed she
This sweetness I shall offer you
Soft petals parted
This sweetness I shall offer you
Soft petals parted
